Silvertip Mountain Maybe I pulled the panic cord

@Niita Alrighty, I'll just jump right in here!

It's so hot out here, I was a fool to underestimate these summers. Anita strolled through the forest, tongue lolling and steps heavy. She felt like she was going to melt into a puddle at any given moment, and the humidity was not helping at all.

The trees parted enough to bring a bubbling stream into view. The water was clear and cold--one of the most inviting things she had seen all day. She ran towards the stream without hesistation, plunging into the refreshingly cold stream.

Admist her bliss, she spotted another she-wolf enjoying the stream. She had a pale coat--something that Anita always found intriguing. The red she-wolf paddled towards the new, face, struggling to stay afloat. It wasn't that deep and she looked like a fool, but Anita could care less.

"I don't think we've met, my name is Anita," she crawled towards a place of higher ground where she could stand. "This stream feels amazing, doesn't it?"